I know him only as Merrick. He watches me. I feel his eyes. They are hard and cold. I hear his voice. It is flat and unemotional. I see his body. It carries the scars of a soldier. He is in charge of the Underground. It doesn’t feel safe here. But returning to the surface means death. My name is Aeryn. I am twenty-two and now a leader of the new world. This is my story…